#I didn't stop posting because I wanted to ^ ^;

[littlemissmedicalmalpractice]

i feel like some people (probably not on here but if this post gets moved anywhere else) might get "offended" by this post bc they're like "oh well i only say those things because i dont want my content/account to get banned" and while i understand that, that's what leads to the Problems.

i think this is why being OK with censoring things is bad bc no matter where u do it, it starts to leak into everyday life. like most of these words like "unalive" and "grape" started because people didn't want to get banned from online platforms that have stricter rules about what u can post or not (not to say that tumblr doesnt have weird shit but other places have weirder rules)

but the problem is that when people started to accept that and go "oh well it's just when i make a post about this or when i make a video about this but it's definitely not going to actually become part of my vocabulary and i definitely won't start unconsciously self-censoring until i see it as normal"

and that's the problem. because people stop seeing it as just putting up with shitty terms and conditions and it just becomes normal. which is fucking stupid.

Once when I was a kid my dad told me to “stop being a you-know-what”. And we’d done the whole song and dance enough times that I knew he meant “bitch”, so I told him: That’s cheating. You know what you mean, and I know what you mean- you’re just stepping around it so you can pretend you’re on the high ground. So if you’re going to call me a bitch, at least have the balls to actually say it.

And it’s been about fifteen years since then but I’m just now figuring out that that’s the same feeling I get hearing shit like “grape” and “unalive”.

If your audience knows what you mean, you might as well actually say it. Otherwise you’re just fucking hiding

[nineteenninety-six]

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ Chocolate Bars and Injuries [3.5]

Pairings: Jack Abbot x Reader

AN: This was just meant to be a little fic that was I planned to post on wednesday but lol, it kinda spiraled but it's been a while since I posted anything from this little family.

Synopsis: Jack and Caspian 'camp' in the backyard.

TAGLIST: @darksparklesficrecs @flyinglama @antisocialfiore @lonelyloomis @impossibleblizzard

PART THREE

After almost a month of begging and waiting, Caspian's backyard camping weekend finally came into fruition, though to his dismay, you were not participating.

You had been invited to a girls night out and after much encouragement and an offer to look after Caspian from Jack, you had agreed to go. You hadn't spent more than just a day away from Caspian since your parents died almost and so this was something new for the both of you.  You were nervous but more than that, you were excited. You needed a day where you could have fun, relax and not have to worry about your brother. Caspian on the other hand, was not taking it well, he glued himself to your side every chance he got, as if to prevent you from leaving and despite your many reminders of how much he liked Jack and loved spending time with him, Caspian didn't budge.

You had just finished packing your overnight bag with Caspian sitting firmly in your lap as you did so. You half expected him to beg you to stay but he remained silent during the whole process to your surprise. Apparently he was giving you the silent treatment for now.

"C'mon bug, let's get a lil snack before Jack arrives" You push Caspian up from your lap, shifting him to his feet before you stand yourself and follow him into the kitchen.

"Are you not looking forward to camping with Jack? I know he is. He can't stop talking about it." You ask Caspian, watching as he nibbles on his apple slices.

"I want you there'' Caspian shrugs and mumbles.

"I know but I'm going out with my friends."

"Why?"

“Because I haven't seen them in a long time and I miss them" You explain.

"You don' wanna have fun with me?" Caspian pouts.

"I have fun with you all the time don't I?" You raised a knowing brow, "You have fun with your friends like Tanner, at school and I want to have fun with my friends too."

"You'll be back tomorrow?"

You nod, "Yes, I'll be back for lunch tomorrow."

Caspian lets out a long sigh before he nods, "Okay…"

"Trust me Cas, you're going to have so much fun with Jack you won't even realise I've been gone."

Caspian didn't look like he believed you but he didn't  have much time to pout on it as the doorbell went off shortly afterwards, signalling Jack's arrival.

You open the door with the usual smile you reserved for him but your smile quickly twitches into a laugh at the sight of him laden with camping supplies.

"Oh…wow" You laugh, "I guess someone is excited for tonight."

Jack gives you a quick nod with a grin, "Uh-huh. Brought everything we need."

You push up onto your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek before you take the cooler and what you could only assume was a sleeping bag from his hands to ease his load.

"Is there more in your truck?" You ask as you lead the way through the house and into the spacious backyard, smiling as a curious Caspian trotted after you.

"Yeah, I've got the tent and camping chairs in there." Jack grunts as he rests his hands on his hips as he surveys the area, mentally planning where to set up the tent, "I got a sleeping bag for Cas as well."

"How much was it? I'll pay you back."

Jack ignores your offer, turning to Caspian instead "I picked up one of those disposable barbeques, how do burgers sound for tonight?"

"Burgers?" Caspian perks up.

"And hotdogs." Jack nods," You excited?"

"What about s'mores?"

Jack laughs at his question, "It was meant to be a surprise for tonight but yeah kid, I got the supplies for s'mores too."

Caspian cheers, mood taking a 180° spin. He claps excitedly as he jumps over to Jack, "We start now?"

"You're gonna help me build the tent?" Jack asks.

"Yea!" Caspian nods.

You decide to leave soon after, figuring the more time Caspian spent the time distracted and with Jack, the less time he spent missing her.

Jack looks almost as excited as Caspian does as he darts off to get the last of the things he brought from the truck.

"You'll be good for Jack okay?" You say as you pull Caspian into a hug and press a kiss to his cheek, "You can ask Jack to call me whenever you want but I'll call you at bedtime."

Caspian's hug is tight and you remained in the hug until he felt ready enough to pull away, "I miss you."

"I'll miss you too," you give him a comforting smile, "I love you lots too."

"I love you more!" Caspian shakes his head making you laugh.

"Hmm, I' m still sure I love you more... especially since I'm letting you make s'mores with Jack"

Caspian pauses for a moment before nodding in agreement, "Okay, you love me more."

Jack chuckles as he watches the both of you say goodbye. You send Caspian off before you make your way over to him, arms wrapping around his neck whilst his arms wrapped around your waist.

"Thank you again for all of this" You tell him, your hand drifting to the back of his head where your fingers play with his curls.

"S'alright, I'm looking forward to it." Jack gives you a small smile.

"I was worried y'know about him not having a good male role model after my dad passed but you're so good with him." You stare into his eyes, finding comfort in his usual unrelenting gaze, "You're so good to both of us."

Jack's eyes flicker away from yours, breaking eye contact as he becomes flustered at your admiration and compliment.

"You're good for me too." Jack confesses, "Robby most definitely believes so."

"Are you ever going to properly introduce us?" You ask pulling away.

"Robby hosts a barbeque every summer, it's in a couple of weeks…he's extended an invitation if you'd like to go."

You grin at him, "I'd love to go."

Caspian had the very important job of holding the pegs as he helped Jack set up the tent in the backyard. You had left not that long ago and Jack was quick to distract Caspian with work before he got too sad about your departure.

"Alright kid, that's the last one." Jack sighed as he hammered the last peg into the ground, "Next we set a few mats on the floor and then blow up the mattresses."

Together they set up the mats and mattresses in the tent, throwing their sleeping bags and the extra blankets you had brought down since you worried about them getting cold over night, in the tent haphazardly and when they had finished, Jack sat into the camping chair with a relieved sigh and smirking when Caspian copied him.

It was only mid afternoon so they had a lot of time to spare but there were loads of benefits of camping in your backyard, including going inside to watch a couple of movies until it was time to cook dinner, which is exactly what they did. Jack flicked on a kid friendly movie that easily captured Caspian's attention while he relaxed on the couch with a beer in his hand as he responded to your messages.

The film captures Jack's attention too, to his surprise the animated movie about the adventures of a young girl and seabeast entertaining him fully until it ends. Now two hours later, it was time to start the barbeque much to Caspian's delight as they were getting closer to night which meant s'mores.

Caspian sat happily in his little camping chair, blanket wrapped around him as he held a skewer with a marshmallow pierced through the top. It was going to take a while since it wasn't a proper grill but Caspian didn't seem to mind. 

Jack took a picture of him, sending off to you and smiling when you instantly responded with a series of emojis. You were always quick to respond to the messages despite being out but Jack knew that stemmed from your anxiety, you were scared of something happening and you were not aware until it was too late so you always read and responded to messages quickly.

'Send me one of both of you' 

You send him a text and instructions on how to set a timer for the photo since you know the older man only used his phone only for text, calls and emails. Jack sets it up so it rests on his chair before he steps back and kneels next to Caspain and they both smile into the camera as the countdown finishes. Jack then lets Caspian take a series of low-angled, blurry pictures of him which you love as much as the good quality ones and he knows it's only a matter of time before you get them printed and add them to the photo album.

Jack can't remember the last time he had a s'more, probably when he was younger but as he bit into Caspian's hard work, he wondered why he waited so long to have them again, they were glorious things.

"These are great Cas" Jack complimented the boy, "Your sister is going to be jealous."

Caspian hummed, chocolate smeared all over his mouth, "We can have more tomorrow."

Jack nods as his phone rings from an incoming facetime call from you and he quickly answers, smiling as your face appears on the screen.

"Hey!" You beam, "Are you two having fun?"

Caspian scampers over, climbing into Jack's lap so that can speak to you too.

Caspian nods, "We had s'mores! And burgers!"

"I know!" You laugh, "Did you help Jack with the tent?"

"Yeah!"

"He was my very important peg handler," Jack adds, "And he helped with blowing up the mattresses."

"See I told you, you'd be having too much fun to miss me." You tease.

"I like Jack," Caspian shrugged, "He's fun."

"Yeah he is" You agree, your eyes on Jack behind him "I like him too. A lot."

"See you soon?" Caspian asks.

"Yeah bug, tomorrow. I'll bring you and Jack something from a restaurant, how does that sound?"

Caspian happily nods before you and Jack continue to talk and before you know it, you have to go back to your friends so you blow kisses across the screen, wish them goodnight before you hang up.

As the night furthered on and the moon rose into the sky, Caspian quickly drifted off to sleep, curled up in his little camping chair, swaddled in at least three blankets that Jack wrapped around him. Jack tucks Caspian into his sleeping bag in the tent and reapplies the blankets on top of him, making sure he's warm before he steps back out of the tent and returns to his chair where he relaxes back and stares up at the sky.

He sighs and takes a sip of his beer as he looks back on his day. It wasn't long, it wasn't stressful, it was fun and fulfilling. He usually felt like this after a busy, extensive day at the pitt, it scratched an itch that settles his nerves and thoughts and so did today in a different way. Spending time with you and Caspian was always great and he was doing things he never expected he would ever do but he enjoyed it immensely. Spending time with you brought out a side he thought he had lost a long time ago and he can't imagine going back to how he once was.

As Jack sipped his beer and stared up at the night sky he wondered if it was too early to ask you about moving in with each other, especially since you hadn't even been dating for a year. 

[leehanadez]

BOYNEXTDOOR's reaction to you wearing his clothes (and your tiny shorts) at the dorms.

summary: you just wanted to wear something comfy. the problem? well, your boyfriend didn't like the idea of someone else seeing you in shorts and a hoodie.

genre: ot5, cute, a lil spicy, fluff, bf!boynextdoor

warnings: suggestive content!! (nothing explicit)

Myung Jaehyun

At first, he froze in place, staring at you in total shock. You looked gorgeous—mini shorts and his shirt. His throat went completely dry, no words coming out… until he realized where you were.

—Why are you dressed like that?

—Like what? you asked, a smile appearing on your face.

—Like that… all sexy and everything. Do you want others to see what’s mine? ’Cause I don’t.

Even though he was grinning, you could tell he was being serious. If you wanted to keep that comfy outfit, you'd probably have to go to his room.

Sungho

As soon as you walked out of the bathroom, hair still wrapped in a towel, he pulled you right back in—eyes darting around in case anyone was nearby.

—What do you think you’re doing?— he asked, concern written all over his face.

You laughed, even though you probably shouldn’t.

—What? I’m just comfy right now. My clothes are dirty, your hoodie’s clean. What’s the problem?

—The problem is now everyone can see my girl and her beautiful body. You think those thighs aren’t tempting to a man? Jeez, I just saw you right now and I can’t even stop thinking about it.

That’s when you realized—he was just teasing you. He just wanted to compliment you all along… even if that little grin told you he might not be entirely joking about the last part

Riwoo

Total panic. Not because others could see you—he didn’t care about that. He was just so flustered. He looked at you, swallowed hard, and finally looked into your eyes.

—How do I look?— you asked, just to mess with him a little.

—Hot as fuck.

Yeah… sometimes you forget that, even though your boyfriend can be really cute and totally innocent, he really isn’t. At all.

Taesan

He wouldn’t even let you leave the room in the first place. His excuse?

—I don’t want the guys to see you like this.

Bullshit. You knew it the moment you saw his eyes. He looked hungry. He wouldn’t even take his hands off your body.

And when he went to the kitchen for water and you followed? The second he saw you standing there—so cute, so pretty—he just couldn’t help himself.

—Go to my room. Now.

Leehan

—Oh my God! You found it? Where was it? I’ve been looking for it for months!

Totally adorable, like a golden retriever. But how didn’t he realize you were practically only wearing his hoodie… and nothing else? Was he actually that dumb? Or did he just not like you that much?

Okay. Maybe you were being dramatic.

You realized that when, twenty minutes later, he was all over you, barely leaving you space to breathe as he covered you in kisses.

—You should wear this more often.

Woonhak

He does not give a fuck if anyone sees you like that. In fact, he’s the one showing you off to the rest of the members—even if they tease him. He even posts you on his story, because that’s how cute he thinks you are.

But don’t trust him completely. Oh, no. In the dark of the night, he’s right next to your ear.

—Did I tell you how sexy you looked with my shirt on? I had to control myself in front of the guys

[ckret2]

i come to you today with another samurai jack AU. quick recap of where this AU diverges from canon:

("hey i haven't seen the show and idk what's going on" okay, watch this from 9:56)

Every once in a while somebody goes "do we really KNOW Aku (as a separate entity from the space blob) is inherently evil? or did he just immediately turn evil due to the fact that his very first interaction was his creator telling him he meant to kill him? how would things have gone differently if that hadn't happened?" and I went okay, sure, let's roll with that.

AU where the emperor DIDN'T immediately give Aku a motive to hate humanity and just sort of claims him. that's his son now.

and that's Jack's brother now.

listen, I've made jokes in two different posts about Jack & Aku having the same birthday and y'all should have interpreted that as a threat.

Aku is NOT allowed to name himself Literally The Word "Evil." He gets named Kage. And being called Literally The Word "Shadow" is edgy enough to satisfy him so he goes with it.

Since Jack never gets named "Jack," he's going by his real name. which in this au is Hikari, because adoptive twins named Light and Shadow feels like the kind of corny symbolism this show would jump all over.

it's also an actual phrase: 光と影 (hikari to kage, "light and shadow") meaning "rise and fall; ups and downs; shame and glory; bright side and dark side; light and shadow"

I wonder a lot about the fact that Aku's just, like, created as an adult. We know he's capable of developing and changing—he does during the course of the show—so like, he hasn't been static since he was born. What was he pre-loaded with, then, and what came later?

what if he looks adult to human eyes, but mentally he's just a young child that can already talk & fight. "Guy tells baby he was trying to kill him; baby throws a tantrum and decides to take over the world"—that feels like a perfectly proportionate emotional reaction for an actual newborn less than five minutes old for whom this is not only the worst thing to ever happen to him, but the ONLY thing to ever happen to him.

This isn't how I interpret Aku by default; but it IS how I'm interpreting him in this AU so that he can mentally keep pace with Jack and so that he has to "grow up" even though he already looks grown. Sure, this means that at a week old he's saying stuff like "if that odious daimyo visits Father again today, I will rip his body asunder and send his charred skull back to his grieving children" but he's also saying stuff like "why does my brother get a blanket but I don't? 🥺"

"oh," you say, "so this is like a nice soft AU where nothing bad happens?"

NO. It's an AU about a demon tree child under constant pressure to make himself smaller & less threatening so everyone stops fearing him, and he's never quite small enough or unthreatening enough unless he's literally disguised as something other than himself—and sometimes not even then.

It's about the less favored son who can never seem to do anything right enough to gain his father's approval. Sometimes he almost thinks his father hates him. But that can't be true, right? After all, his father went out into the wilderness with a potion and some hocus-pocus to make him on purpose, and why would he have done that if he didn't want him? Surely there isn't some other secret reason his father made him that he doesn't know about. Is he just not living up to his father's expectations? Is he too much trouble?

At least his brother loves him unconditionally.

[crimsoncandy04]

first time requesting smut from you im extremely nervous☹️☹️ wanderer x chubby fem reader if thats okay???

A quick fic because I haven't posted in a long time. I've been so unmotivated lately but I don't know why. Wanderer makes me happy though.

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Wanderer's sharp gaze bore into yours as you stood anxiously before him. Struggling not to actually cry as you confessed something to him that you hoped to Celestia he wouldn't make fun of you for.

"I can't...i don't want to hurt you. I'm...too chubby. "

He rolled his eyes. Arms still crossed.

"You seriously think I care about something as trivial and meaningless as beauty standards? You think I'm that shallow? "

"Well no but... "

"Stop worrying. I'm not made of glass. Now come here. "

Wanderer grabs your wrist and pulls you into an embrace. You feel your cheeks heating up and realize that it's pointless trying to get him to understand. Yet at the same time you're almost grateful that his response was so blunt. Even if just a bit, you felt reassurance.

You could try this.

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"Stop leaning forward. " Wanderer snapped as you felt him pull a little on the leash. Forcing you to either lean back or choke as the collar grew tighter.

"I can't! "

"I said. Sit. "

You tried to slowly ease more of your weight down then but Wanderer wasn't having it. Suddenly you feel him dig his fingers into your hips and pull you down against his face. A small moan escapes your lips as you feel his tongue almost immediately seek out your clit. Assaulting the small bud as you struggle to relax. You can't move your hands since he tied those behind your back and you can't even see with the blindfold either.

You just remain in the position he had you in as you feel him shove his tongue deep into your cunt. Lapping at your walls and making you cry out as your entire body trembles.

"Wanderer please! ~ " you squeak as you feel your lower body tightening already. He groans in response and the vibrations from his voice make you shiver.

You sounded cute.

Wanderer knew you were insecure about your appearance. He never once thought it mattered honestly. What did matter was that clearly you perceived him as "weak". " fragile " enough to never really let him touch you.

It pissed him off.

What kind of man did you take him for?

So that was why today you were being taught a lesson.

Tied up, blindfolded, helpless...his face between those luscious thighs of yours...

He'd have to make you cum until you passed out. Maybe then you'd realize how stupid you had been to doubt him.

"Ah! Wanderer please I'm gonna-! "

He didn't care. He held your pussy against his face and kept his pace until he felt your warmth filling his mouth. Not even hesitating to swallow before continuing.

"Wait...you're still-ngh~" wanderer goes back to give your clit some attention then. Teasing it into hardening again as you felt your legs shaking. Your head fell back a little.

[keyaho]

Summary: His duality is confusion, disorienting, but there is a moment of connection with a promise for more.

Authors Note: 1. I know this is shorter than what I would normally post for this series. This isn't a smut heavy chapter. I allude to most of it. So I apologize if it is underwhelming! I really wanted a neutral stopping point. 2. This serves as the end of R.E.L.Ls and the beginning of Regulations. 3. This is the first story/series I've completed since returning to fanfiction! Thank you to all that read and commented and interacted. It means so much that you enjoyed it. Because I enjoyed writing it and I loved being able to share it with you.

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Nami realized she had slept way longer than usual. She was in Terry’s guest room curled into a ball. The door was open, she assumed so he could check on her. As she rolled to her side she noticed a bottle of Tylenol and a glass of water. Her body did ache and as she stretched, she cried out in shock from the pain that spasmed through her body. 

“What’s up, sweet cheeks!”

A hand swatted her ass after the blankets were ripped from her body. 

Nami flinched and rolled to her back. Terry stood there with a big smile on his face. His eyes gave him away. Terry was still present. 

“I feel sore.” She whispered. 

“Is your throat hurting?” He asked.  He could see the marks from their session last night all over her body. 

Nami shook her head. 

“Good. Because I want it first. Sit on the floor. Breakfast is in fifteen minutes. Get cleaned up..” 

The only sound between them was their forks tapping against their plates. Nami was counting the moments for the pain killers to kick in and she could stretch the way she wanted to. Her body was tight and when she woke up to the dark bruises covering her body she immediately thought back to how she got them. The way her legs burned from being bound, her run through the maze, and the way he kept them pressed to her chest as he had his way with her, she didn't know if they still worked. 

Nami reached for her glass of orange juice, the flavor tart as she swallowed. She winced from the stretch. When she had woken up Terry had left some aspirin and a bottle of cool water on the bedside table. It took her a moment to peel herself from the soft bedding and when she did it felt like a semi-truck had crashed into her. 

"About last night," Terry speaks slowly. "If that was too much,-'

"It was a lot." Nami whispered. 

"Was there ever a moment you wanted me to stop?" He saw her eyes wander away from his. "Don't lie to me either." 

"It was so much," she replies. "That was unlike any experience I've ever had." Her fork dropped to her plate as she rubbed her temples. Flashes of who he was last night were hard to escape. It was like He was still there, taunting her. Her eyes flickered to him. 

A grin. 

Fuck. 

"The scene didn't end properly." He says while standing. "That's why you are so tense. No closure. CNC requires it." He rubs a hand around his stomach, scratching slightly. "I'll make it a bit more comfortable for you." 

She began to speak when he shook his head. "No talking. Just listening." 

Using two fingers, he motioned for her to get up. She pushed her chair back and watched him point to the spot in front of him. "Knees." 

Nami let out a long slow breath as she approached. She looked up at him and lowered slowly to her knees, keeping her eyes on his. This man liked to be looked at an admired. He lowered to his haunches in front of her. Pinching her chin between his fingers, he made her look at him. 

"I'm going to enjoy you today." He says. "You know the basics, no touching, no cuming unless I say so, no talking." He stands back up. "As a matter of fact, don't make any noise. You screamed enough last night. I just want you to lie there and let me taste you." 

It could all be so simple. She thought. His expression was too giddy. He might not have tasted her before but the man in front of her knew how wet she got at the thought. 

"Because I don't want you speak, I'm giving you a few hand signals to use." 

Nami nodded and He took a few steps back, plopping down in the chair he had just left. 

"Three taps for permission. The only thing you should think about is not letting yourself cum. This is beyond edging. I'm a hungry man, Mimi, and I just want to eat some pussy so….' he kissed his teeth loudly. "Go get in my bed."  

Her eyes darted up to his face as if she hadn't heard him. Her mouth dropped open like she wanted to ask him to repeat himself. She lifted her hand and pointed towards his room instead. 

"I will change my mind," he snapped. "Go get in my bed. On your back, hands above your head, legs open." 

Nami went to stand, but He stopped her. Pushing her back down, she nearly falls backwards. Catching herself she looks up at him confused. 

"I'm still that nigga, crawl." 

He followed behind her, tugging off his shirt as he walked. He picked up her cuffs from the table as they passed, the lights shutting out as he turned them off. The dark curtains in his room shrouded the room in a layer of darkness. The bedside lamp was just enough to see but not ruin them noir like mood. Nami crawled onto the bed, flipping over to her back and tossing her hands above her head. Terry grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the side of the bed where the light was. It casted a golden glow on them, making the ambience in the room movie like. If it wasn't Him she'd call it romantic. 

He walked to the other side of the bed and bound her writs, tugging them backwards as he hooked her in. He knelt on the bed behind her, placing his knees on either side of his head. He lowered his sweats and she watched his dick slide out, tapping against his stomach once, before hanging just above her face.  His hand dipped between her legs and like he knew, he pushed his dick into her open mouth. 

"Keep it warm." 

He leaned forward and she tugged against her binds. Her legs were pushed apart before two fingers wiggled their way into her pussy. As he leaned, his dick slid further down her throat. He pushed breaths out her nose rapidly, trying to gather herself so she could breathe properly. His fingers began to move, pumping slowly as his thumb stroked her clit. 

He pulled his hands out and she could hear how wet she was. He leaned up just a little, wiping her wetness from his fingers on her inner thighs. He straddled Nami's head and pulled her legs backwards. Throat constricting around his dick, Nami felt so exposed. However, her pussy throbbed. The anticipation made hr clench around nothing. 

He felt her breathing hard through her nose and he drew his hips backwards just a little. Spit was running out the side of her mouth, making it slick just like her pussy. He began to move his hips. The lust came over him and her legs dropped from his hands. Instead, he put one hand on her throat, holding her still so he could fuck her throat properly. Only this time he was deeper, churning up spit he had to pull out so she didn't choke on it. 

"Spit it out." He ordered. 

He rubbed it down her chest before tapping the tip of is dick against her lips. 

"Open up." 

Nami's eyes widened as he pushed forward. This time he began stroking himself with her throat. Back and forth as she swallowed around him. The noises she made wanted to come out so badly. The moans were stuck in her throat and she knew better than to make a sound. Clenching her eyes shut, she did what he told her to earlier. 

Don't cum. 

However, just as much as she liked the feel of his dick deep inside of her, the thought of it also brought out the same explosive feelings. To much 'what if' and she was creaming whatever toy she could find at home. Though he didn't need to know that. So she focused on him. The sounds He was making as he had his way with her mouth. She wasn't able to see but she could imagine his blue-green eyes were closed, his mouth parted just enough for him to let out a shaky breath. He was vulnerable in his passion. Planting her feet on the bed for stability, Nami lifted her head and he instantly grabbed it. Terry held the back of her head in one of his hands. 

He came unexpectedly, the salty liquid mixed with her spit and oozed from between her lips as he pulled out her mouth. Her head turned to the side as she gasped for air, an involuntary motion she hoped he didn't hold against her. Stepping back, he admired his work. 

"You suck dick like you were made for it, Nami." He praises. "Good fucking girl." 

"You can come as much as you want baby," he cooed in her ear. His hips churned between her legs as she gripped the back of his shoulder. Her nails dug into his skin, the permissible area marked up by crescent shapes. "Make all the noise you need to," he whispered, granting her permission He had taken away earlier. 

"Oh shit," she cursed, finding her voice hoarse and broken, but to him the moans sounded symphonic. 

Heavy handed, Terry places warm oil into his hands. He rubbed them together before grabbing her calf. He worked the oil in slowly. Her bath had been long, the water warmed periodically to keep Nami comfortable. He had bathed her, murmuring how proud he was of her for dealing with Him. Between the praise and sensual touch, Nami melted like ice cream in Daddy's hands. 

Now, face down on the bed, she groaned as he worked the soreness from her body. If his hands were this magical on his legs, she knew by the time he got to her back she'd combust. 

"Can I ask you something," Nami says while turning her head to the side. 

Terry was working his way up her thigh when he stopped. "Yes." 

"Why won't you let me touch you?" 

He was silent for a few minutes. His hands worked up her back, then back down, stopping at her waist. He dug the heel of his hand into her muscles, loosening them and making her pliant. 

"Whatchu cryin' for, baby," he asks. 

He notices the tears on her cheeks and softens his gaze. "I'm hitting that spot huh," he gloats, hips thrusting at an angle that made hr see stars. 

"It's not about you." He states. "I want you to touch me." 

She was confused but didn't say anything. Instead, she focused on his hands. How skillful he was with them. How he could be restrained or unhinged or both if the moment presented itself. 

"How does it feel when I finally let you cum?" He asks. 

She turned her head as much as she could to see his face. His expression was neutral, slightly annoyed she had moved, but their eyes met seconds later. 

"When you touch me, like that, I feel like im going to nut all over myself." He admitted. "I'm just sensitive to it." Especially to you. He thought. 

"Look at that pussy," he admired aloud. "Fucking up my sheets, pussy more than soaked," he drew his hips pack, the tip barely poking at her wet hole. 

"Can I touch you like that one day?" 

You can do whatever you want. "Maybe someday." 

He reached beside him and into his bedside table. Pulling out the familiar diamond, he hooked Nami's collar around her neck. He didn't like it worn during their sessions thinking it would break with one wrong move. Instead he wanted it worn as a reminder and a warning. 

He rolled her to her back, his eyes on the collar as the diamond sat against her brown skin. "Perfect." 

They kissed briefly, but it felt different this time. He wasn't rushing, he wasn't trying to take control, he was gentle and giving. Nami brought her hands up slowly, muttering against his lips she was going to touch his arms. A safe place. He deepened the kiss, permission granted as he sucked her bottom lip between his teeth. 

She smoothed her hands over his arms. Dragging them towards his shoulders, stopping to give him time to push away. Instead he lowered his body between her legs, resting against her. Hands landed by his neck, her hand attempted to wrap around his. It earned her a laugh as he easily pulled it away and pinned it above her head. 

"You still play too fucking much." 

"I see how much you enjoy it when it do." 

"That's why you got turned out last night," he flicked her nose. "After dominating you like that, there's no going back." 

"I know." She pressed her fingertips to his chest, just barely touching, and saw his stomach clench. "I don't want to. I'm here until you get tired of me. And then I'm here after because I'm your girlfriend."

Over the past few weeks he noticed a difference in her confidence. Her personality was shining and he knew he was giving her exactly what she needed. The longing she had in her voice their first meeting was replaced with comfort. 

"Then I need my girlfriend to roll back over so I can finish massaging her back." 

"You better not touch my butt."

The same eyes that could stun her into submission rolled in humor. He placed a hand between her shoulder places and moved her side to side, getting her to unfold her ams and lie flat. When he had her where he wanted, his hand palmed her ass before shaking the cheeks back and forth. 

Nami laughed, swinging her hand around to try to hit him. Terry's laugh followed and for a brief moment he allowed himself to indulge in the playful dynamic. The nonsexual play was new to him. He felt awkward chasing her around the house whens he fled the bed. However, the gleam in her eyes as she went back and forth behind the table explained exactly what she wanted from him. Just him. 

Wanted in that way scared Terry, though he wouldn't tell her that. However, he was willing to expose himself to her and only her. 

[stylesispunk]

Fics I love on this app: April recs ✍️ ✨💌

I'm coming a bit late because I totally forgot about this. Last month, I promised to share some of my favorite readings from the month. April was a hectic, busy month, and I didn't have the time I would have loved to have for this, but I still managed to read some wonderful works here. You never disappoint! Since the events of that episode, I mostly read Joel's fics to ease the emotional damage. Writers on this app deserve a lot of love for their wonderful work and for sharing all their talent with us. I hope you're giving them all their flowers. I also have my masterlist in case you want to give it a read of some of my works.

p,s share your recs with me too, I want to read a lot.

The boyfriend act (frankie morales x f!reader) by the lovely lovely @capuccinodoll

I know I already recommended this before, so what? I will do it until she stops writing this story. The last chapters are amazing, and the love story between these two makes me want to have a boyfriend. YOU MUST READ IT.

Also, she is posting a new story this month? "A haunted body" (Joel Miller x f!reader), I'm already waiting to read that one.

Falling (Joel Miller x oc!female character) by @damneddamsy

Again, I know I recommended this one too, but how couldn't I? This story follows the story of Joel and a female original character, so well written that it made me fall for her immediately. The dynamics between all the characters are perfectly written. The complexity is a thing that made my heart ache, too. But this story is so perfect that words are not enough to describe it. READ IT.

heartlines (harry castillo x f!reader) by @lonely-ey3s

This one here has made me fall in love, laugh, kick my feet, and blush. I'm a hopeless romantic, and if you're too, you should read it too.

Also from the same author, "Ride or die (Rodeo/cowboy!Joel Miller x f! reader)

No words, just chef kisses.

It only falls into place when you're falling to pieces (Jackson! Joel Miller x f!reader) by @theetherealbloom

I know saying goodbye to Joel was hard, but this one is so beautifully tragic. Literally a love letter to Joel, and that's what love the most. Give it a read, tears are worth it.

What's left behind (joel miller x fem!reader) by @beasangel

I cried? Yes, but again. A tragic portrait of the events of episode 2. But the tears are worth it because it is beautifully written.

Them or us (Joel Miller x f!reader) @punkshort

Literally the first fix it fic I read after episode 2. This is what should have happened, and this is canon. That's it. By the way, I love everything from this one.

After All (Joel Miler x f!reader) by @talaok

Domestic Joel? A bunch of fluff? must read piece of writing for sure.

A beautiful lie (Harry castillo x f!reader) @greenwitchfromthewoods

I'm trying to fall in love with Harry before that movie comes out, and this story is doing this job. I love everything about it. I love everything the lovely Anetta writes, and please, follow this story, it is so worth it.

I think of you all the time (young dieter Bravo x f!reader) by @schnarfer

I haven't had a lot of time to get to fully read this one, but so far it has been amazing. I usually never read dieter stories, but this one is stealing my heart.

Harry Castillo x reader series by @foxtrology

Amazing story, amazing plot, and yes, totally in love with Harry Castillo thanks to this one. I hope you're giving lots of love. I still have to read one more chapter haha.

[eddiemunsonsmiddlefingers]

All of this is true...and I have a 6-step solution for folks who have an android device and are sick and fucking tired of being harassed by predatory advertising. (This will not stop the videos-that-are-actually-ads situation...but it will stop the onslaught in game apps.)

ONE!

Open your settings and search for "DNS."

TWO!

Tap on "Private DNS." (You might have to tap multiple levels of DNS or Private DNS headers- I have to do it twice on my phone).

THREE!

Tap the "Private DNS provider hostname" radio button. (That's what it's called on Samsung devices; it may be called something else on other Android devices. Whatever it's titled, it's the option that lets you type something into a box immediately below it.)

FOUR!

Type this into the box provided:

dns.adguard.com

FIVE!

Press Save (or submit, or whatever the "finalize this decision" button is for your phone's specific version of android OS).

SIX!

Close any game apps you have open, and reopen the one you want to play. (You must do this and I don't know why. Maybe someone reading this does know, and could share with the class?)

RESULT:

Auto play ads in game apps will completely fuck off into nonexistence until you turn DNS back to "off" or "default", but the game itself will continue to work just fine.

Issues to be aware of: You won't be able to get ad-spawned "rewards" in games. If you try it will simply tell you the request was denied, you don't have internet, the ad wasn't ready, or a host of similar "that didn't work" kind of messages. If you want to get those "rewards" for some reason, you can follow the directions above but change DNS to "Off" or "Default." Restart your app and ka-bam, assaulted by ads once more.

You will also quickly realize exactly how MANY games for our phones are literally nothing more than ad revenue farms because when you take the time-consuming frustration (or "watch to win" opportunity) of ads away...a huge chunk of the games in the app store become boring, repetitive, unplayable, or all three within a matter of minutes. It's genuinely insane how much they're fleecing us and how we tend to just...accept it as normal. Gross.

You will not be able to connect to the internet through a location-locked Wi-Fi network (such as K-12 schools or government buildings). That part does kind of suck, but it takes two seconds to change the DNS settings...or you can just use mobile data.

It doesn't work on YouTube, unfortunately. BUT! You know what DOES work? uBlock Origin on Firefox for mobile. (Yes, I totally get the irony of recommending a product in an anti-ad post. All I can say is...at least they're free, and they actually do what they say they're doing.) Anyway. Get the Firefox app and install the uBlock origin extension. Visit YouTube using Firefox and voila, no more ads. YouTube will try to open the app every. single. damn. time. you copy a URL into the address bar...but you can close the app and go back to Firefox and it will play just fine.

It only partially works on Tumblr, but the Firefox trick works with our dumpster fire webbed site as well.

"But I use an iPhone...?"

Unfortunately, I can't help you. I don't know how, or even if, it is possible to set up private DNS on an iPhone, or whether it works the same way. If it does? Please reblog and let me know!

Something so profoundly fucked up between the inverse ratio of shrinking middle class and ever increasing aggression of advertisement

[morganaawriterr]

Taste of You; Park Sunghoon

SYNOPSIS ➺ When you finally offer your vampire soulmate, Sunghoon, a taste of your blood, an intimate moment turns into a deeper bond. One built on centuries of longing, quiet devotion, and forbidden love.

REQUEST ➺ For this cute girl @rjssierjrie! Her bundle was: Lapis Lazuli (Sunghoon). Judgment (Eternal Soulmates), Moon water + Clove (Vampire). Angsty and Suggestive. 1, “You don't know what I am, do you?” 11, “If I get a taste… I won't stop.”

WARNINGS ➺ Biting; meantions of blood and blood drinking; kinda suggestive because she gets kinda horny when he bites her; sweet as hell too; very cute couple interactions;

Check out "Enchanted Corner" to see the original post with the rules to make a request yourself!

As Sunghoon’s teeth glide over your neck, a shiver runs up your spine. Despite your boyfriend’s cold, possessive grip on your waist, your body heats up and begins to sweat. You close your eyes and let your head lean to the right, giving him full access to you.

You know he hasn’t asked to bite you yet because he was afraid of pressuring you. He explained it was something intimate, and that you had time to feel comfortable with it. But the way he was touching you while you sat on his lap, the way his hold made goosebumps appear along your body, it made you want to be bitten.

“You can taste me if you want,” you say, breaking the silence that had settled.

You can feel his gaze on you, but you’re feeling far too shy to look back at him.

“If I get a taste… I won’t stop,” your boyfriend replies, his thumb brushing your bottom lip. “And what if I get addicted? And have to taste you every day?”

You know the question is rhetorical, but still, you open your eyes and finally face his vibrant blue ones, which have turned seductive since this conversation began.

“You can have me every day… until I die.” You didn’t mean for your voice to sound sultry or to give him the puppy eyes, but they only worked in your favor.

Sunghoon shows you one of his signature smirks and slowly leans toward your neck. Your skin is burning, he can feel it on his lips, and it also smells sweet like vanilla. Slowly and carefully, your vampire sinks his fangs into your side, feasting on your blood.

Your hands fly to his hair as soon as you feel it, a tingling sensation spreading across your body. You close your eyes and let a soft, almost imperceptible moan leave your parted lips. Your hips jerk against his in the heat of the moment, and Sunghoon responds by gripping your waist tighter, savoring your reaction.

As he continues to drink for a few more seconds, your mind travels to the day of your twenty-first birthday. The day came wrapped in excitement and happiness. After all, that would be the day you find out who your soulmate is.

Usually, the information about him is told in the dream realm while you sleep, but in your case, you didn't know anything about him.

The day flew by in a blur of birthday wishes and hugs. You ate the homemade food your mom prepared, opened presents, and had a good time.

But something was missing.

You felt frustrated, so, to keep the day from ending, you climbed up to the roof and sat there, watching the sun disappear and the moon rise.

You were almost asleep, your face resting on your palms and your lips pressed together in a cute pout, when you caught someone standing in front of you. He was tall, dressed in long black clothing, and his eyes were red, glowing under the moonlight.

“WHO ARE YOU?” you screamed, completely caught off guard.

“Shhh—” the mysterious man stepped closer. “People can’t know I’m here!”

“What? Why?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “Are you a criminal?”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

“No! Of course not. You don’t know what I am, do you?” he asked, eyes locked on yours. “I thought you would know…”

You remembered being scared when he finally told you he was a vampire, but Sunghoon was gentle despite his cold demeanor. He told you he had been waiting for you for centuries and assured you he never loved anyone while he waited. Vampires are loyal, he said.

The way he spoke, so slowly and sincerely, made your heart ping with sadness. How lonely he must have felt, all this time waiting just for you. You trusted him quickly, and that could have been dangerous if it weren’t him, the hopeful lover, the faithful vampire, Sunghoon.

That’s how the relationship gradually evolved. First, close friends, then devoted lovers. You can’t even imagine your life without him now, without his cute fangs and protective nature.

A warm, wet sensation on your neck pulls you back to the present, and you smile when you realize it’s just Sunghoon licking the tiny drops of blood that escaped from his bite.

“I love you,” you say, reaching for his sweet face and holding it in front of yours.

“So suddenly?” he asks. Though vampires can’t blush, you now know that the way he bites his lip and avoids your gaze means he’s feeling shy.

“I’ve been meaning to say this for a while,” you confess, smiling at his tender expression.

“I love you, too, princess,” Sunghoon adds, the biggest smile you’ve ever seen spreading across his lips. “I always have, and I always will.”

Author's Note: Another Sunghoon request, but this one isn't sad ahaha. You guys deserve a break! I hope you liked this cutie, it was made with love (and magic). As always, thank you so much for all the love, reblogs are always appreciated! Masterlist

Taglist: @mrsjjongstby @kawaiichu32 @maewphoria @tunafishyfishylike @deluluscenarios @firstclassjaylee @rjssierjrie @reibelhearts

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[dailyadventureprompts]

A holier than thou attitude turns people off from the hobby too

I really angered the "mindlessly giving money to megacorporations" fandom with this one, didn't I?

Listen, I understand that tumblr's reputation for piss(-on-the-)poor reading comprehension is well deserved, but surely we can all understand that me calling out dndbeyond's flaws in a purposefully hyperbolic way is not:

Invalid because I dared to use some swears

Shaming people for using any kind of VTT/tablet/diceroller

A personal attack

It boggles my mind that I'm getting shit like THIS..

..In my notifications all because I told people to stop using a bad app that wastes their time and money. Read the comments on my original post and you'll find hundreds of people commiserating with me about how much ddb sucks and offering helpful alternatives beyond my own. We all understand there's a problem, and it's a problem that's only allowed to persist in the hobby because it's directly tied into Hasbro's profit structure.

Also, for those coming out of the woodwork to say " Why do you have to be so loud with your opinion on this?":

This is my d&d blog, where I share my opinions on d&d, a game I have been playing and thinking about for a VERY long time. If my opinion on this topic seems vitriolic, it is perhaps because I see this toxic business practice as actively harmful to the game I love and to the experience of those playing it, (which includes you) and want my words to reflect my feelings on the mater.

[scariusaquarius]

rehab. 37.

Avenger! Bucky Barnes x Winter Soldier! Fem! Reader

Summary: While on a mission to find any more possible super soldiers that were a part of the Winter Soldier program, Steve and Bucky make a discovery in an abandoned HYDRA base that was cleared out a few years prior to their mission. They discover the Reader, a long-forgotten soldier that was still asleep within a functioning cryostasis pod; still awaiting orders. While Bucky isn't happy about it, he is put up to the challenge of helping to rehabilitate the soldier in Wakanda where she may be able to become a person again.

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A/n: I'm very sorry that this took so long to write. A lot of things are happening irl that need my attention, and my sleep has been prioritized because of how little I actually sleep. And i have a massive headache today, so that's why there is no story summary ;-; I'm sorry yall Also, if you enjoy my work, please consider buying me a coffee! If you would prefer to read Rehab on Archive, you may do so right HERE!

This is an au where Bucky joined the avengers but still rehabilitated in Wakanda (sometime before Infinity War [canon divergent cause NOPE]). I am NOT fluent in Russian, so I did use google translate cause I couldn't find a good translator that I trusted. If anything is wrong, PLEASE let me know!! Also, I tried to list as many warnings as possible so you know what the story will contain as chapters are posted. Stay safe!

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Genre: Slowburn, Enemies to Lovers/Friends to Lovers, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Humor, Drama, Dark Content Rated: Explicit Warning: Angst, Dark Content: Graphic Depictions of Sexual Assault, Blood and Gore, Mentions of Manipulation, Kidnapping, Canon-Typical Violence, Body Horror, Nonconsensual Body Modification/Scarring, Emotional and Physical Abuse, Mentions of Murder, Mentions of Suicidal Thoughts/Ideation, Graphic Depictions of Human Remains, Mentions of Sexual Coercion/Manipulation, Death, Misuse of Drugs/Forced Drugging, Self-Harm (Graphic Depictions and Mentions), Nightmares

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Author: ScariusAquarius

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rehab masterlist. / rehab masterlist 2. chapter 34 / chapter 35 / chapter 36

Knock, Knock, Knock

In the sleeping quarters of the Wakandan Citadel, Steve Rogers had been drawing in his temporary quarters when the knocks came at his door. The second he opened the door, Bucky came in with a frown, pushing past Steve and turning.

"We really need to talk."

Steve's eyebrows shot up slightly, but not at Bucky's words. It was (Y/n), who was looking small, cheeks wet and eyes puffy from crying. She was following closely after Bucky, looking nervous and distant as she glanced around the room, and Steve glanced at Bucky with a look of confusion before shutting the door.

Wordlessly, (Y/n) sat down where Steve had been drawing, her eyes drawn to his notebook, and though Steve didn't mind, his ears still turned a little red from the self-consciousness that tickled at his mind.

"What's going on?"

Bucky looked over at (Y/n) before looking at Steve with a stressed look on his face.

"I'm really doubting having Raynor here. I know she just wants to help, but I don't think her methods are going to be helpful. She's too pushy."

Steve immediately sighed, his shoulders falling slightly, and he sat down on his bed as Bucky paced slightly, Steve watching him closely. Steve mulled over his words for a moment before he settled on asking.

"Alright, why do you think that?"

Bucky stopped pacing, looking at Steve with a frown and talking quietly despite being aware that (Y/n)'s enhanced hearing was going to pick up his words either way.

"Raynor sent her into a panic attack. It was so bad, (Y/n) practically launched me across the room with a single punch. One."

"She hit you?"

Steve glanced at (Y/n), watching the way her fingers ghosted over his artwork; her eyes staring sadly at the page as her ears pricked to listen. Bucky immediately said, raising a hand to gesture at Steve.

"She didn't do it intentionally. She had a flashback, and I fucked up."

At the sound of (Y/n) sniffling, Steve glanced at her, his shoulders falling slightly.

"I-I didn't mean to...I just...I..."

Her voice trailed off, and Bucky sat down next to her, the woman looking up at him with the saddest look he had ever seen her wear. Steve watched quietly as Bucky comforted her softly, his voice just above a whisper as he spoke.

"It's okay, I promise. I'm not mad. If anything, I'm the one who should be apologizing for touching you without warning."

(Y/n) then shook her head as she looked down at Steve's artwork again, a doubtful look within her eyes as she murmured.

"I don't belong here...I...I should've...went back."

Her words made Steve and Bucky's blood run cold, and Steve finally sat down across from (Y/n), who refused to look the man in the eyes as he spoke.

"You were scared and had a trauma response. That's not a crime...but what would be a crime is to go back where they would make you feel the way that you did in the moment over and over again."

(Y/n) was quiet, blinking silent tears out of her eyes, and she whispered brokenly.

"I remember them...I remember all of them...all the people I...I had to hurt..."

Blood on her hands, the taste of flesh in her mouth, the sound of a man screaming as she tore his throat out with her bare hands.

"I don't...want to do that to anyone again...but...I don't know how to complete this mission...I...I don't know how to proceed."

She sniffled and gently thumbed the artwork again, and Steve shared a look with Bucky. They weren't sure what to say at first, silently communicating with each other before Bucky sighed.

"I remember them all too."

(Y/n) glanced up at him, staying quiet for a moment as his words struck a chord in her, and Bucky continued, looking down at his hands as he messed with his vibranium fingers.

"I dream about them, think about them...sometimes, I'll even hear them too...see them...feel them."

Bucky then glanced up at (Y/n), stating earnestly.

"But we owe it to them...to make amends for what we've done. To try, even if it's hard. We might not know how to complete this mission, but as long as we do, that's what matters."

"But what if I fail? What if I never...make things right?"

Steve then gently spoke up, his voice gentle as he looked at (Y/n) the way a brother would their younger sibling.

"You can, and you're going to. Everyone here believes in you and wants to help you achieve that. It's not going to be easy, but even if it's hard, we're going to make it."

(Y/n) as quiet for a moment before she asked quietly.

"Do I even deserve it?"

Steve sighed slightly before he offered carefully.

"I think that's a matter of opinion, not fact. And if you ask me or Bucky? I think the answer will always be yes."

(Y/n)'s eyebrows furrowed a bit before she looked down at her hands, whispering shakily as tears filled her eyes.

"I remember...a target...HYDRA effectuates no witnesses...but...the witness that was with my target...they were just a child."

Her breathing became shallow as she stared down at Steve's artbook, her sketched eyes looking back at her.

"He begged me not to kill her...used her as his shield, but if she had lived and told someone...HYDRA would be at risk. So...I wrapped my hands around her skull, and I squeezed and squeezed until her head cracked and her blood gushed around my hands...they tried to erase me...but no matter how much they tried, I couldn't stop seeing her."

(Y/n) then looked up at Steve, her face contorting into a serious expression as the tears fell down her cheeks.

"Can you still say yes now?"

The room was silent; so quiet that if a pin had dropped, it would sound like an explosion. (Y/n) was still looking Steve in the eyes, but her lips were quivering; hands trembling, and she had to look away. She didn't understand why she felt so angry, but there was a part of her that was furious.

Her fists were clenched, the fear and confusion coursing through her veins like an intrusion, and (Y/n) clenched her jaw as her heart began to pound within her chest. It was quiet for another moment, the only sound of that of the blood rushing through her ears, and suddenly, Steve spoke firmly.

"I can't forgive what HYDRA made you do, but I can forgive you."

Her eyes flicked to his for a second before her lip trembled. The tears hit her like a freight train; the emotions that were trying to spill through finally breaking through the wall, and she began to cry quietly. Her fists clenched again, and Bucky shared a look with Steve before he gradually placed his hand on her shoulder.

(Y/n) didn't flinch. Instead, she allowed Bucky to comfort her through his touch; the warmth of his hand contrasting greatly with the cold that was permeating through her flesh and bones. Steve felt horrible for making her cry, but Steve couldn't lie. It wasn't in his nature to be anything but honest.

But honesty always came with a price.

Bucky spoke softly, his tone twinged with sadness and regret that haunted his words like an unforgiving ghost.

"We can't change what we've done...we can't take back our actions...but we have to take responsibility and be accountable."

(Y/n) glanced down at her lap then, her face blanking slightly, and although both Steve and Bucky became confused by the way she seemed to completely shut down, they were both patient; simply sitting with her in silence as she slowly processed both of their words collectively.

Sighing, Bucky then sat back and took his hand off of (Y/n)'s shoulder, glancing at Steve, and Steve slowly gestured to the door with a nod of his head. Standing up, both men stepped out of Steve's temporary sleeping quarters to talk quietly. Steve's shoulders were tensed, his blonde brows furrowed, and he placed his hands on his hips as he turned to Bucky.

"Bucky, I really think you should let Dr. Raynor take over on this."

Bucky sighed heavily, staring at the door that was separating the men from (Y/n), and Bucky said quietly.

"I don't know, Steve."

Steve shook his head, his eyes gentle but his words firm.

"Listen, I know that you care about her, Bucky, but it's starting to get dangerous. We're too close to this-to her. If we push too hard, we're going to push her away."

"So, what, you want me to just not care?"

Steve gave Bucky an annoyed look, retorting.

"That's now what I am saying, and you know it."

Bucky scoffed, shaking his head as he quipped.

"Sounds a lot like you just said that."

Steve sighed, giving the man a moment to relax before he stated.

"Bucky, I know that this means a lot to you. I'm not saying to walk away, but I am telling you to be careful. You can't pull (Y/n) out of therapy just because you might not like Raynor's methods."

As much as Bucky didn't want to agree, as protective as he was becoming, Bucky knew that Steve was right. He wasn't properly equipped for this; to be helping like this, and he sure as hell wasn't in a position to give advice on how to feel. The only thing that he could do was be there for her.

But Bucky didn't know how to do that without being, well, him.

Steve then clasped Bucky on the shoulder, breaking the man out of his thoughts as Steve encouraged him softly.

"Be there for her, but let Raynor do her job, Bucky. Your job right now is to just be there, alright? She trusts you more than anybody else right now, and that is a really big deal."

Bucky slowly nodded before he glanced at the door again and murmured.

"Alright."

When the men went back into Steve's temporary sleeping quarters, (Y/n) was staring out the window, her eyes distant, and Bucky gently sat down next to her with a sigh. (Y/n) glanced at him through the corner of her eye, and Bucky asked her gently.

"(Y/n), do you want to try again with Raynor? I know it was difficult earlier, and you don't have to if you don't want to, but I think...maybe trying again would be good."

"What if I hurt you...or Raynor?"

Her voice was soft, anxious and small, and Bucky shook his head comfortingly.

"You don't have to worry about that."

He didn't add anything else to his words, but there was no need to. (Y/n) could pick up on the weight of his words; of the promises he was silently offering, and (Y/n) nodded after a moment. Bucky smiled slightly, and he glanced back at Steve, who nodded to him encouragingly. Bucky turned back to (Y/n) when she asked him softly.

"Why did this happen to me?"

Bucky wasn't expecting the question, and he pursed his lips after a moment of thinking. Glancing down at the table, Bucky wasn't exactly sure how to answer.

"Bad things happen to good people for no good reason...it's just the way that life is."

(Y/n) bit her lip then, saying softly.

"I want it to stop hurting."

Bucky was quiet, mitigating his thoughts before he settled and agreed gently.

"I know. Me too. We're going to get there though, okay? One day, things won't seem as heavy or confusing...and you won't feel so lost."

(Y/n) stared at him for a moment, her (e/c) eyes seeming to glow within the sunlight that was filtering through the window, and Bucky's heartbeat began to quicken for a second. His jaw slackened just the slightest, and (Y/n) turned away from him then, her facial expression almost sad.

"I don't...know what is real and what isn't. All the things that I remember...from before HYDRA...I can't make sense of them."

In her mind, (Y/n) knew that the memories had to mean something, but how could she connect to those memories when the main part of her mind was certain these things had never happened? (Y/n)'s existence came about when she was introduced as a Winter Soldier. That's who she had always been...so how was it possible that she had lived a life before it?

These were the thoughts that were starting to get to her; this unknowing and confusion and uncertainty of what is real and what wasn't. It was leaving her mind jumbled, panicking her every time she started to remember because what if it wasn't real? What if these memories were just things that her scrambled mind were putting together?

What if they were implanted memories?

What if they were a part of her programming?

What if they were never hers to begin with?

The woman took a deep and shaky breath, and she finally nodded, whispering softly.

"I would...like to try again."

Bucky nodded before he stood, informing (Y/n).

"I'll go get Raynor then. In the mean time, why don't you get something to eat with Steve?"

(Y/n)'s eyes flicked over to the named man, Steve's kind eyes glancing to her, and he smiled softly as he teased slightly.

"I hear lunch is supposed to be pretty good today."

(Y/n) nodded slowly and stood, glancing back down at the sketchbook, and she asked Steve slowly.

"Did you do that?"

Steve's ears reddened slightly, and he grabbed the sketchbook with a shy gait to his movements.

"Yes. I like to draw when I have the time."

(Y/n) was surprised by the notion, and she bit her lip before the curiosity ate at her enough for her to ask softly.

"Can I...see more?"

Steve was stupefied before he shrugged, Bucky smirking at Steve's shy demeanor as the man agreed.

"Sure, I don't mind."

(Y/n) grabbed the purple crochet bag, murmuring.

"I can...show you the journal too."

Steve's eyes lit up, and he nodded.

"I would enjoy that. Come on, let's get something to eat before you meet with Raynor. A full stomach is always best."

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[carbonfiction]

Hii - What would it be like if Frank dated a reader who was too oblivious when it came to affection? - like, after sex she always pulls away and goes to sleep far away because she can't stand the heat, not because she doesn't like Frank or physical touch, but because she's sensitive to temperature, sometimes touch, sometimes food selectivity.

Ooooh!! Now this is a really interesting thing to think about, i love it! Some of my favorite things to write is the different ways Frank cares for his partner sooo.. Heres some headcanony thoughts!

Warnings?: mostly soft and fluffy! Aftercare with obviously indescriptive mention of smut!

So I do feel like many of us frank writers say this but i genuinely see frank being so perceptive to these kinds of scenarios!!

Much like the actual sex, frank is always keeping track of what you seem to like or dont. And while at first Frank might be a little confused the first few times you pull back from him post sex, seeming to drift into your own bubble on the other side of the sheets, he absolutely would pay mind to the fact people need different things.

Its completely normal and natural that something that works for him in the come down, doesn't always work or help you and vice versa! So he looks for a bridge.

Frank would watch. He'd silently learn every little thing you reach for or even pad around to collect and add them to a mental note.

Slowly he'd start leaving bottles of water, perhaps a soda, maybe even some candy or treats you like, around the bedside tables. Simple but easily accessible things.

Taking all the tasks you had often gravitated to from your hands with a soft kiss pressed to your hair and a gentle "Hey aint gotta move yet..you stay there, i got it", "second drawer down, got you a couple of those candies you like" or even "you want your usual snack or feelin somethin different today sweetheart? Whatever you want"

I also believe frank would take great care with the clean up in this situation- infact it almost becomes a replacement of the close contact physical touch (actual cuddles and whatnot) if you often feel too overwhelmed sensory wise for it!

With a grumbled stretch of his muscles he's treading to the bathroom (still completely bare) and, depending on how intense things were, grabbing a pleasant temperature flannel or running a bath.

With the correct temperature flannel option hes cleaning over your skin as feather light as possible- a task for his usually heavy handed fingers. One that had taken you time to let him accomplish alone. Spit, slick, cum, sweat- anything and everything that could even begin to make you feel anymore overwhelmed or uncomfortable. Pushing your hair out of your face and hushing "almost done babydoll, i know..", "anywhere else not feelin comfortable?" and "still feelin too sensitive there sweetheart? Yeah? Alright, ill go more gentle kay? Tell me if its too much"

While with the bath hes carrying you- no if or buts. Frank will even put a shirt on just to do this if thats what you'd prefer than the press of sweaty skin. But nothing is stopping him from picking you up from that bed like a trembling legged baby deer. "Ready? Up we go, theres my princess" or "lets getcha nice n clean yeah? Made a real mess a' ya didn't i"

If you rather him help then he's absolutely going to- leaning over and cupping water over you hair, massaging in your favorite products, soaping over your skin with body wash and prasing every inch. Practically smothering you in warmed towls after and helping you dress (if thats what you'd rather do than remain bare)

Otherwise he'll give you the time alone if thats how you prefer it, choosing to change over the sheets so everything feels nice and fresh for you to nap. Perhaps even finding some movie or show you like to help lul you off.

But all in all hes taking your cues and building off of them, each situation unique to you. And like.. Frank doesn't mind in the slightest. He just wants his girl comfortable, content and taken care of; your needs are not any trouble to him.

A lil bonus thought- Perhaps you get a fan (or a blanket if you run colder) so you can indulge frank for a moment. You dont think of it a big deal when you set it up, frank never had for you so..why would it be? But It becomes the first time you've ever seen him just completely melt, the flutter of his lashes slowing as he blinks, the grumble of half asleep snores rumbling against your skin. The occasional compromise feeling even better than sex somedays.

Sigh.. You guys i love writing domestic, boyfriend frank. Its like drugs to me- Hes just everything, my beloved guy <33 more more more!!

[sevgilimsatoru]

Leaning on you

Summary: Sick reader x Caleb

Tags: Sick reader, Caleb x reader, fluff, kind of self indulgent

Word count: 700

Caleb has a new message for you!

I never hear you say, you miss me. Should I take this as a sign that you do?

Caleb is the type who gets stressed over your health more than you'd like. It's annoying, really.

But what can you do when he is so concerned over a little cold? Comforting and cooing at you like you are going to die or something.

He stood in infront of you in your living room, lecturing you for the third time about how you should stop being so careless and how important your health is.

"I'm fine, Caleb. It's just a cold." You said, sniffling. Your nose felt stuffy. Your body felt warm and just so tired. You didn't feel like doing anything. "You'll catch a cold too if you keep this up," you said, warning him to not get too close, too comfortable, but when did he ever listen to you?

"It's not fine. If you keep shrugging it off, you aren't going to get better, you know?" Caleb said, shifting to stand beside you. His hands holding your face gently, caressing your cheek with his fingers.

"Did you eat breakfast?" He asked, squishing your cheeks. A small smile graced his face. When you nodded in return, he gently picked you up, taking you to your room.

He gently lays you down on the bed, tucking you under the sheets, and moves to sit beside you. His warm hand sliding in your hair, massaging your skull.

That felt relaxing.

"If you catch a cold, don't blame me." You said, leaning into his touch. Hoping he won't ignore your words like he did before.

"I won't catch a cold because I know how to take care of myself, unlike you." Caleb replied, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "Do you feel hungry? I can make you some soup; it'll make you feel better."

"No, thanks. I just don't feel like eating right now." You said, tugging the sheets upwards to cover your mouth. Your nose was stuffy; you couldn't even breathe properly.

You hated this.

"That's okay… You don't have to force yourself. Just tell me whatever you want to eat when you feel like it. I'll make it for you, honey." Caleb replied, patting you on the head.

There was a comforting silence between you two. Until Caleb stood up and walked out of the room. He came back a minute later, a glass of water in his hands.

"Here, drink some. Your lips are dry; you keep forgetting to drink water." He said, gently helping you sit up and drink the water. When you were done, Caleb placed the glass on the bedside table.

"I'll let you rest, okay?" He said, turning back to walk out of the room. You sat up, grabbing his arm. Caleb stopped in his tracks, turning his head to look at you.

"Can you stay, please? Can… can we cuddle, just for a little bit?" You asked, looking up at him. You didn't want him to get sick, but you didn't want him to leave either.

"Of course, sweetie." Caleb said with a smile. Slowly, getting up on the bed. He lay down beside him, pulling the sheets over him. Tugging you close.

He was warm.

His chest was pressed against your back, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, and his cheek resting on your shoulder. He placed a kiss on your cheek, covering your hand with his own.

"I would love to cuddle properly, but I doubt you'd be able to breathe like that with your stuffy nose." He said, his legs tangled up with yours. "Such a pretty girl." He mused, placing chaste kisses on the skin of your neck and shoulder.

"It's fine; this is okay." You replied, a smile on your face. You could stay like this. You moved your head to press a small kiss on the back of his hand.

It felt good.

Comfortable.

He felt like home.

A/N: Hey everyone. I know I'm not posting as often, I really don't like doing that but I keep trying to re-write the spin off chapters that have already been done. I don't know why. Also, I got sick, again. So this was a really self indulgent drabble. The area around my ribs is suddenly hurting a lot and when it happened last time, I ended up in the hospital for like a week so yeah. But I'll be fine. Have a nice day and take care of yourself!!

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[rootbeerrex]

@saedyne LET'S FUCKING GO SOMEOEN WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT IT THIS MEANS I HAVE PERMISSION TO BE UNHINGED ABOUT THEM LMAO ok so I wrote this whole post this morning and fun fact I was almost late to work bc I lost track of time while writing it BUT I WASN'T SO IT WAS FINE anyway. here it is.

jackbat nation how do we feel about a dana/dick b plot. I think it would be funny to make Tim's parental life worse. his ex-step mom who is still living with him + his adopted dad + bio dad who are co-parenting him starts dating his sort of older brother.

-they meet bc dick needs physical therapy after his gunshot wound in war games, and he can safely get it from her without identity questions bc she already knows. dick starts flirting with her almost instantly bc Vulnerability? no no no I must instantly cover it with my irresistible charm.

-Dana is unimpressed bc she's had patients like this before, and she can tell he's just trying to distract her from her job. it doesn't work. (plus she is still "on a break" so with Jack, and she is Loyal and wouldn't cheat on him)

-Eventually he finishes physical therapy but they keep hanging out together bc they became Genuine Friends, and they enjoy each other's company.

-then one day they come back from an outing with tim (they are his escape from all of Jackbats fighting) and walk in on Jackbat in a. questionable situation. Dana turns and walks right back out the door, and Jack runs after her being like "it's not what it looks like!!!! I'm not gay!!!!!" (Bruce audibly scoffs at that)

-dick rips the fuck into Bruce ("how fucking could you he is still MARRIED she was WAITING for him she never would've done this to him I can't believe you would destroy a marriage like this" "oh because you care about the sanctity of marriage so much. remind me, when was the last time you spoke to Emily?" "don't you fucking DARE talk to me about Emily" )

-Dana decides Ok You Know What Fuck You I was a good person I didn't cheat I was willing to stick it out for our relationship and give you time to work your shit out but you clearly don't care about us so we are over. I have better options anyway.

-Dana files for divorce and dick and Dana start dating

- jack's misogynistic ass is so jealous cause YEAH he said he didn't wanna be in a relationship anymore and he was already moving on but that doesn't mean he wants HER moving on >:(

-Bruce calls him out on this bullshit and says she's a grown woman who can do whatever she wants and then he privately pulls dick aside and is like "you're not doing this. stop. you're making everything worse. plus she's a civilian. you can't. this is stupid. I know you're only doing it bc you're mad at me about the way I handled things with Jack so you're trying to cause drama to prove a point." and so dick is ofc like "GOD Bruce not everything is ABOUT you sometimes I have my OWN thoughts and feelings about things ever think about THAT huh?????" and like. yeah it's not ALL about that. they genuinely like each other. but this conversation does for sure make him want to date her even harder just to spite him.

-tim is fucking miserable because Jack and Bruce are mad at each other, Bruce and dick are mad at each other, jack and dana are mad at each other, and dick and Jack are mad at each other. The two pairs that aren't beefing are dick and Dana because they're currently in the honeymoon stage of their relationship, and Bruce and Dana because Dana blames Jack for the cheating, not Bruce, and Bruce blames dick for Dana and dick dating. because he's totally normal about when grown women make their own choices.

anyway how do we feel about this? I know it's A Lot and there's really no canon basis for Dick and Dana but honestly I just think it would be really really funny. I tried to be pretty accurate with Dana's characterization but also she isn't very centered in the narrative while Jack is alive so it's hard to make sure I'm getting it right. if anyone has any critiques about her please let me know, I don't wanna get her wrong

+ this tag from @starcrossedconverse

I think I agree, I think they almost definitely won't end up together because this is a Deeply Unhealthy basis for a relationship and they'll both eventually realize that. tysm for the input <333

[rekino2114]

I’m missing the Nayuta daughter au posts… So celebrating Nayuta’s birthday request! Could be headcannons or a oneshot, it’s up to you! (it’s not my birthday btw, mines in November, but still, I had an idea!) how far would Makima and her husband go for their daughter? How many presents? Who would be invited? Anyone from public safety? (Would her aunts be invited <.< ? And if so what would Fami and Yoru bring?) Where do you think Nayuta would want to go for her birthday? Also, (this is a bit suggestive, so only add this if you want to) what if Nayuta asked for a sibling for her birthday, and then Y/n looks over and sees Makima giving him the look. And their both like “well… gotta give our daughter what she wants-“ sorry if school is bothering you, as a college student, I know its really tiring ;-;

…imagine if Yoru brings Nayuta a loaded shotgun or smth-

You and makima celebrating nayuta's birthday

A/n:the second request was sent literally today and it fit with the second part of yours so I added it here

From the moment nayuta understood what a birthday was she was very excited to celebrate them, she gets everything she wants for an entire day? She couldn't have been happier, just as you and makima couldn't have been happier to celebrate with her

She will get the day off no matter what and no one can tell otherwise. There are paperworks to do? Aki can handle them a devil is attacking a city? She'll just send someone else to take care of it without caring too much. Nothing can stop her from spending this day with her family

Makima will literally buy anything nayuta wants, she's rich anyway so money is definitely not a problem and she probably already knows most of the stuff her daughter wants even without asking her because she has a great memory when it comes to things like that but just to be sure she will ask her and buy everything she says.

She'll even give you a little gift. She knows it's not your birthday and you don't need it, but she just can't help but spoil you on any occasion she gets and she was shopping anyways and saw this and thought of you so just take it. She won't take no for an answer

"So nayuta do you like your gifts?"

"Yeah! They're amazing! It's exactly what I wanted"

"I'm glad to hear that, what about you darling?"

"W-well I love it too but you really didn't have to"

"But I wanted to, didn't you say you liked that?"

"Yeah I do but-"

"Then there's no problem, I love spoiling my two favorite people on any occasion and this was the perfect one, so please just accept it"

"........thanks you're the best makima"

"It's no problem darling"

Even if makima wanted this to be a party on the smaller and cozier side with only you three nayuta insisted on denji being invited which turned into power and aki coming too because the fiend didn't stop yelling until she was invited too and someone had to babysit the two of them

Makima told them to leave early though and no one dared defy her

Nayuta's aunts came too (and asa too technically who was very very embarrassed and uncomfortable the whole time even if she wasn't in control of the body for most of the party)

Yoru genuinely forgot she was invited until asa mentioned it to her on the day itself so she had no time to buy a gift so she just bought an actual shotgun that thankfully wasn't a former human at least

You and makima immediately told her to throw it away and almost banned her from the party because of that

".........why did you think bringing our daughter a loaded shotgun was a good idea?"

".......I mean I always wanted a shotgun as a gift when I was little"

".....you can literally make one whenever you want"

".......so?"

Fami had absolutely no idea what to bring and almost had a mental breakdown while deciding cause she thought her niece would hate her if she brought something bad

She ended up bringing the top 5 results that came up when she searched "things human children like" (and that her boyfriend helped her choose) which resulted in tons of toys that nayuta liked

Death brought a lot of food....like a lot way more than the people at the party could eat so she just brought the leftovers home for herself and her own bf (she also definitely had to stop herself from eating more than one slice of the cake)

Death was also the most comfortable around nayuta, even if she didn't talk much your daughter liked her and said that she was her favorite auntie....which might have resulted in fami crying a bit

The whole day was just amazing for all three of you but makima's favorite part was definitely at the end of the day when you three cuddled and watched nayuta's favorite movie together. Just hearing her laugh and smile at it made her heart melt even more than usual... she really loved this so much

"Hey, Mommy, daddy today was awesome!"

"Really? We're glad you think so"

"Yeah, thank you! It was super cool and....c-can we do it tomorrow too?"

"Sorry yuta, but birthdays are only once a year remember?"

"O-oh yeah sorry"

"It's fine"

"......but thank you again! You're the best mommy and daddy in the planet!'

"......thank you......you have no idea what that means to me"

After that you put her to bed and told her that she still had one birthday wish if she wanted

"I want a sister!"

"........w-what?"

"Yeah yesterday i saw two girls who looked the same and they were playing together and having so much fun and I want that too!"

"Well we have to give our daughter what she wants isn't that right darling?"

"....I suppose you're right, but it will take more than one day for the wish to come true.......a-and sleep a lot tonight ok?"

[suchawrathfullamb]

who the fuck said you can't? I stopped sharing fanart because I was accused of it being AI and more than three of my friends had the same experience so I'm actually talking as an artist who has experienced this. it is what it is, this post won't change a thing. use em dashes every two fucking sentences if you want...depending on the general structure of your writing it will look like AI and you might get accused. so? like I said: I stopped sharing my art. Some of my friends didn't. I've tried to talk about it but no one cares. But of we're being completely honest: it's not the fucking em dash that gives it away. AI has a very specific way of writing and it's the lack of uniqueness that gives it away, as if everyone was the same fucking person. So use the fucking dash, I will be able to tell if it's AI or not cause it's not exclusively about this 🤷‍♀️.

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH